Anelious Phyros knelt before a small shrine which had been just recently erected. He lit a stick of incense, and placed it before a tiny, bronze statue, the most he could afford. Ever since the priest had warned of spirit invasions, he had been lighting incense and offering it to the gods every night. He was feeling a bit confident, having been spared by the wrathful spirits. A calming wisp of smoke floated upwards from the stick, giving a somewhat surreal feeling for Anelious Phyros. However, even his dulled state, he was aware of the door behind him sliding open. A strong gust followed, tossing the shrine, as well as Anelious Phyros, to the other side of the room. Anelious Phyros groggily attempted to get to his feet, but he was unable to even get to his feet before a black-skinned, beastly creature had him by his throat. Anelious Phyros tried kicking and struggling, but his crushed airway quickly put a stop to it. He let his body go limp, hoping to play possum. However, the creature only tightened its grip on its throat, until only three seconds later, the clawed hand completey sliced through the throat, effectively rending Anelious Phyros' head from his body, though it still clung by a few strong strands, resulting in a bloddy mess about the corner of the room and the desecrated shrine. The creatured licked the blood from his hands, turning back out the door of its newest victim.


Caius sat in the corner of his room, studying the pages of a book very intently. He was determined to become a more literate person, and hopefully become a merchant or diplomat someday. He wouldn't let anything interfere with his ambiton, not even a belligerant spirit. He flipped a page, and dipped his brush into an ink bottle. Over on the other side of the room, the door calmly slid open, a red humanoid entering in. Caius looked up, his eyes widening. He noticed a book and brush in the being's left and right hands respectively.

"Can you help me learn?" Caius queried in an awed voice. He recognized the being was not normal,a spirit likely. How could there be no better teacher? The being did not respond. Instead, it continued a steady pace towards Caius. As it reached him, the being sat down cross legged, directly in front of Caius. The being had an interested look upon its face, almost quizzical, as it studied the man in front of it. After a minute or two, the being set its own book down upon the floor, and brushed a few strokes on the first page. Caius' face betrayed his confusion. "Well? Are you tea-". Suddenly, Caius' eyes bulged, his throat gasped, and he collapsed to his right, knocking over his bottle of ink in the process. The being stood up, closed its book, and stared with an almost pitying look on its face at the deceased student. Nonetheless, it still left the room, book and brush in hand, leaving another body in its proverbial wake.


El Diablo lay in his bead, in a state of near comatose. His chest just barely rose with each breath, and he did not roll or even toss in his slumber. A heavy mist hung in the air, an almost palpable presence hung in the room, though clearly there was nobody else there. Clearly and instantly, El Diablo's eyes snapped open. He attempted to get out of his bed, though it was clearly a struggle. Joints snapped, and muscles stretched, as though they hadn't been used in days. El Diablo staggered around the room, clearly looking for something. He stumbled from the room, down the hall way. His eyes blankly scanned the hall, until they stopped at an instant. A sword hung from a hanging in an opulent room just off the end of the hallway. El Diablo straggled to the room until he reached the blade. He reached out a hand out and gripped the hilt with his right hand. He extended his arm forwards pointing the sword at himself. Gripping with his 2nd hand, he rammed the sword straight throug his own bowels, then ripped the sword left, f urther opening up his midsection. And as suddenly as he had woken up, El Diablo collapsed to the floor, blood and entrails spilling from his bowels. In the dead quiet, a shor tittering could be heard for just a few seconds.


Dead: 13

Lord Winter (N1)
EliteFerret (N1)
Northnovas (N1)
Fahad I (N2)
Rythmic (N2)
YourLordandConqueror (N3)
Aries777777 (N3)
Warmaster Horus (N3)
Woad&Fangs (N4)
Quintus J.C. (N4)
Anelious Phyros(N5)
Caius (N5)
El Diablo (N5)

Lynched: 4

Ibn-Khaldun (D1)
Ichigo (D2)
FactionHeir (D3)
LittleGrizzly (D4)

Suicide/WoG: 1

Ignoramus

Alive: 10

Chaotix27
CountArach
CrazedRabbit
GeneralHankerchief
glyphz
KukriKhan
Omanes Alexandropolites
Sarathos
Shlin28
Sigurd Fafnesbane



This round will last approximately 24 hours.